Chapter 762: Love Is a Second Complication (24)

Under Mr. Zhao’s careful planning, many young people in the village no longer wanted to stay in this backward little place for the sake of an illusory expectation. Some people had already decided to move away. Of course, the news of the haunting became more and more widespread.

If someone really found that Wang Qing was missing, they would say it was the ghost’s fault.

Wang Qing was still trying to make a final struggle, "Teacher, you still have time to stop now. Even if there really is that batch of treasures, there will definitely not be any way to achieve immortality!"

"Shut up!" Teacher Zhao angrily picked up a shovel and hit Wang Qing's head hard, "Everything I do is to find the mysterious power in the legend. There must be a way to achieve immortality, there must be!"

In order to find the possibility of curing himself, he made himself look like social death. Even if his son died, he could not investigate the truth. He paid so much effort and price, how could he lose!

Wang Qing was hit on the head, and soon he felt a warm liquid flowing down his face, staining his clothes red. Tinnitus and dizziness came at the same time, and he did not feel any pain for a while.

Teacher Zhao looked at her daughter and said, "Help me bury him."

Zhao Shi took a step back and said in fear, "I, I can't do it."

Teacher Zhao frowned and said, "You are really far behind your brother! You should go out and don't stand here to cause trouble."

Zhao Shi lowered her head and walked out of the basement.

She didn't want to hurt anyone or deceive anyone, but she couldn't watch her father die of illness. She could only do such a thing with her father and brother against her conscience. She was tormented in her heart, but she didn't have any courage to resist.

The coffin with Zhao Si's body was still placed in the main room, the candles were lit, and the ashes from the burning paper money floated in the air. In the dim light, the room was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.

After Bai Yao entered the house, she no longer saw the child, nor any other person in the house. She groped her way along, not knowing where she was, and saw a half-open door.

Bai Yao walked in.

This was a study room, with many and varied books on the bookshelf. When Bai Yao approached, an old and yellowed book inexplicably fell to the ground, as if reminding her to take another look. Bai

Yao picked up the book, and with the help of the light from her mobile phone, she could see clearly that it was a chronicle of the village, and the person who kept the records was the village chief of each term, so the handwriting was different.

According to records, Zhaojiawan suffered from war several hundred years ago, and it was a general who quelled the war and gave them a peaceful life. Therefore, the people in Zhaojiawan admired the legendary general very much, and when arranging plays, they often used the general as the protagonist.

In the last century, the situation was turbulent, and Zhaojiawan had to please the local military leaders in order to live a peaceful life. Fortunately, the local military leaders happened to like to watch their shadow puppetry, especially the Zhou family's shadow puppetry skills. They were invited to perform several times and brought back a lot of rewards. Therefore, Zhaojiawan has never had any problems.

This history is the same as what Bai Yao heard from the old man, but what the old man did not mention is that the Zhou family moved away in despair after their child disappeared.

Then the military commander got angry and arrested many people in the village, forcing them to perform one after another. If there was anything that did not meet his expectations, they would be shot directly.

Later, news came from the theater that someone performed better than the Zhou family. The military commander and others went to the theater to join in the fun, but a fire broke out in the theater, burning many people to death.

Some people rumored that many treasures were buried in the theater, but after a fire, the ruins of the theater disappeared in front of everyone, and even though many people searched at the original address, they never found anything.

The treasure must still be in Zhaojiawan, or perhaps under the land they usually walk on. Therefore, no one is willing to move out of here. Generation after generation would rather spend their lives in this backward little place, hoping that they can find the treasure one day and become rich overnight.

This book is obviously often flipped, and someone has deliberately drawn a circle around the treasure with a pen.

Bai Yao finished flipping through the book, and the corner of her eye caught a small figure hiding behind the door. When she walked over again, the figure disappeared again.

At the same time, she heard footsteps.

Not far away, Zhao Shi's figure slowly emerged from the aisle. She looked not very mentally, with a tangled expression and dull eyes, as if she was caught in a dilemma.

Zhao Shi didn't notice that the door of the study was opened a crack. She knelt in front of the coffin, burning paper money, and cried again, "Brother, I don't know what to do now. I don't want to see my father commit a crime, but my father said that was the only hope to save him. I am my father's daughter, and he is my only relative. I can't watch him die..."

"Wang Qing is a good man, and I don't want to hurt him, but my father said that he can't be let go alive, otherwise he will be the biggest hidden danger."

There was a faint movement behind the coffin.

Zhao Shi raised her head and was caught off guard by the half face exposed behind the coffin. She screamed, her body softened, and she fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Bai Yao slipped out of the study and followed the direction Zhao Shi came out. He found a passage to the basement and walked in carefully. He picked up a shoulder pole beside him and walked as lightly as possible to the depths.

Wang Qing was thrown into a half-man-high pit with blood on his head. He was unconscious and said weakly: "Teacher... I have always respected you..." Teacher

Zhao paused slightly with the shovel in his hand, but soon, he shoveled the first handful of soil into the pit and fell on Wang Qing mercilessly. "What's the use of respect? These things can't keep me alive!"

Wang Qing's eyes were splashed with the falling soil and turned red instantly. In the face of the fear of death, perhaps there was also his disappointment.

"Wang Qing, you shouldn't have come here." Teacher Zhao coughed a few times, his hands moving constantly. "If you die here, no one will ever find out. You won't have to face the fear of death when you are old. In a way, I have helped you."

His words were really hypocritical.

Gradually, half of Wang Qing's body was buried. When his eyes fell on the back of the middle-aged man, there was a little light.

With a "bang", Teacher Zhao was hit on the top of his head. He staggered and fell forward before he could react. He fell into the pit and pressed on Wang Qing.

Wang Qing said in surprise: "Bai Yao!"

Bai Yao waved the flat stick. To be honest, she felt that hitting people was inexplicably easy for her. Looking at the person in the pit, she grinned, "Hey, old classmate."

Wang Qing wanted to scream. Why didn't he realize that Bai Yao was so handsome before!